Crash

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Tears she cried blinding her eyes
Vision blurred
Blackouts occurred
Waking up in fear
Scared they'll disappear
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts
Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety
The rythm of her heartbeat like the sound of train wheels on a track at 120 MPH
Loud
Fast
Another one coming, Another one coming
She feels the ripple of an attack coming
It's like being stalked in a dark alley
Not sure which way to go
Not sure which way it'll come from
Not sure if she can climb the fence and escape or if she will just be gated against another wall of false hope
It's not just one direction
It's every direction
It's everywhere
She can't escape
Anxiety shoots through her like a bullet through her brain
She shudders
She rocks
She cries
Her thoughts faster than her heart
Her thoughts are a car speeding through busy traffic waiting to crash

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